Chapter 493: Painted Face

Chapter 493: Painted Face

Thinking of this, I felt a little aggrieved.

To say that I am like this now, it must have something to do with Jinsuo City.

But I have no reason to go back and question Jinsuo City, not to mention this Jinsuo City and that Jinsuo City who seek wealth and murder.

There is something different. In fact, Jinsuocheng, as an evil spirit, has no time to make money.

He just harmed people's lives. It's a pity that in today's society, human life is not more valuable than anything.

When I think about the things he has done, I feel that he is an extremely cruel person.

It's not like this, why would he be trapped in the spiritual world? Stay until now?

Why not nip all hidden dangers in the bud?

On the contrary, we want to eradicate it only if we want him to cause trouble.

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt a little ridiculous.

We all know that people will do bad things in the future and become extremely evil people.

Then why not kill all the children?

Maybe these two things are basically the same truth!

I also know that it won’t help if I go crazy looking in the mirror now.

It's better to go home and ask the man in the suit first. I just don't know if my scary look will scare people?

In the eyes of others, will I also look pale and bruised?

With this look, he would definitely scare people if he walked out.

It's a pity that I can't cover my face and go out. I forgot to wear a mask when I went out today.

If you wear a mask, you can still hide your face.

Hiding my face also prevents me from scaring others.

I didn't notice when I spoke, after I turned around.

The me in the mirror is still in the same state just now, motionless.

The me behind is watching me leave,

After returning to Duanmei's house, the man in the suit looked at my face and was stunned for a moment.

Then he pulled out a piece of yellow paper from somewhere.

Directly photographed on my face, it was the first time I found the smell of yellow paper so unpleasant.

There is actually a bit of a stinky smell. I can't explain this stinky smell. What is going on?

You could say he has stinky feet, but that's not the case.

I'd say he's not, but it still means something like that.

I felt really helpless and wanted to hide.

But the man in the suit pressed the paper with great force, leaving no room for me to hide.

I guessed that he had a reason for doing this, so I suppressed it and didn't dare to resist.

After about five minutes, the man in the suit took off the yellow paper and threw it to the ground.

After throwing it to the ground, I found that the entire yellow paper was wet and turned into a pile.

There were white patches and black patches on it, as if something was stained somewhere.

I thought about it and hurried to the bathroom and took a look at my face.

I found that my face had returned to normal, so to speak, what happened on my face just now. They were all sucked away by that piece of yellow paper.

Why is my face turning white?

Why are there still two black eye circles?

It's like a zombie in a novel or TV show, or a spirit.

I feel a little uneasy in my heart, always feeling that something is going to happen to me again.

"Curse, the curse of Shan'ao Village. I thought that the curse on you had disappeared, but I didn't expect that it was just divided into finer parts. You must not leave the car in the next few months. No matter what happens, Route 14 The last bus must be on time, it’s about your own life, I’m not kidding.”

The man in the suit's tone was very serious, and I knew he had absolutely no intention of joking with me.

Why?

I didn't dare to ask carefully and I knew clearly if my situation made sense.

A man in a suit would never give instructions so seriously. Thinking about it, it was like bringing up old matters again.

Seeing that I agreed happily, the man in the suit didn't say anything else.

I guess he must be very melancholy now, wondering how to solve the problem?

If I were him, I would be extremely worried this time.

And how to solve the problem?

I have no confidence in my heart, but does he have any confidence in his heart?

I don't know this clearly. I hope he has some solution.

But judging from his reaction, I think it is more likely that he is helpless about my current situation.

"How is it? Brother Chen, is there any good solution? If there is any solution, tell me earlier, and what should Lin Hualong do? I think the situation is not quite right."

That day I was kicked out by Lin Hualong, but it was so hard that I almost couldn't get up from the ground.

I didn't dare to look for him again, but now three days have passed.

We don’t know the specific situation. I hope the situation is what I think it is.

But what is more likely is that Jinsuocheng's clone has complete control over Lin Hualong.

He completely became a puppet controlled by Jin Suo City!

The man in the suit didn't say anything. He just waved his hand and told me to go back to the house quickly.

I knew he didn't want to talk to me now, so I didn't bother him around him.

When night came, I still ordered to get out of the car.

The car was a little lively this time, and more importantly, I saw my own face reflected in the glass in front.

It turned back to the bluish-white look it had before, but its face was so pale that there was no trace of blood.

And the entire eyes are surrounded by blue-black eye circles.

Just like a paper man, I am very glad that there are basically no living people on the last bus of Route 14.

In this way, I don’t have to worry about my current appearance scaring ordinary people.

If ordinary people are scared because of me, it would be a sin.

As long as ordinary people are not scared, everything is fine.

Shaking my head, I drove the car to the next stop step by step.

No one knows? What will get on the next stop?

Even if I am the driver of the last bus of Route 14, I haven’t summed up any rules for such a long time.

Anyway, the last bus of Route 14 was more or less regular before.

But later it was simply. Can’t find any rules at all?

Sometimes ghosts come up, sometimes zombies come up.

Sometimes some strange things come up, and I can’t be sure what they are.

Anyway, it seems like opening a blind box every day, with different surprises.

At this moment, the little girl who played with dolls jumped on the car.

I know very well that she has three pairs of eyes, and only six eyes will stare at the surveillance camera all the time.

It was as if he could see me sitting in the driver's seat through the surveillance.

So after he got in the car, I never looked at the surveillance of his position again.

To avoid being scared to death by his six eyes.

As for whether there will be other people getting in the car today? I am not sure.